You're so Vain, You Probably Think this LJ is About You

On Thursday night, JP and I went to see Shakespeare in the Park. They were doing Othello, which made me a little nervous because the troupe normally performs children's theater and comedy is more in their wheelhouse. However, the two actors who played the main parts, Othello and Iago, were really wonderful and made the play one of the better ones we've seen so far. However, I cannot with audiences anymore. People were laughing during some of the most tragic scenes. Bitch, a man has been mentally undone and is strangling his wife. Not hilarious. I just don't know.

Disappointed in you, Shakespeare audience.

Anyway, when I got up for work on Friday, I felt like HELL. Like I was hungover. Only I hadn't been drinking. Shakespeare hangover, LOL. Thankfully, I only worked half a day and went home before...

Michelle's wedding! My co-worker, with whom I've experienced many ups and downs over the past 10 years, finally married her boyfriend yesterday at the lovely Spanish Governor's Palace. I offered to help her, so I got to the venue a couple of hours early to direct the caterer, the bar staff, and the band. I decorated all the tables and set up the side courtyard where they were getting married with candles and rose petals. I was drenched in sweat by the time all the guests arrived, but everything looked beautiful and went off without a hitch. Yay for our side! I really liked that she had music the whole time - a guitarist while people arrived, mariachis during dinner, a jazz band for the rest of dinner/dessert/mingling, and then a DJ for the last hour and a half for dancing. I helped clean up afterwards and then went home to take a 30 minute shower because I felt (and smelled) so gross.

This morning, I am completely stiff from all the running around/dancing I did.

Wedding hangover!

After my fantastic meltdown this weekend, I am feeling a little better. Yes, I am in a minor financial crisis not of my making, yes my job is so stressful that I regularly need afternoon naps/crying jags to get through the week, yes there are things in my life that I am avoiding because I don't have the energy to deal (health, house falling apart, refinancing rigamarole). BUT. I will persevere. A girl can dream.

JP cheered me up this weekend by taking me to see Anonymous, which I enjoyed except ( spoiler! )  Still don't believe the theory, but I love love love period dramas. Rhys Ifans, who knew? Hubba hubba!

Then we went to Half Price Books with our coupons and I bought a bunch of books on English history. Again. My Elizabethan/Shakespeare library, let me show you it.

Saw Nay-Nay tonight, which is always nice. She has agreed to go with me for sushi tomorrow and I am excite! Ten bucks says raw fish will not go anywhere near her mouth. It's okay - she is accompanying me which makes me : )

My rental car has xm radio. ♥ ♥ ♥

Have been reading yet another book on Christopher Marlowe (yeah, I don't know why I am borderline obsessed) and reading about him and/or Shakespeare always puts me in the mood for Shakespeare in Love. It's not the best movie, but it's good fun and I love it (Geoffrey Rush is the best thing in the universe) so I have been watching it in bits and pieces, over and over, since last weekend. ^____^ Will seek help in the future. Maybe.

Anyway, I'm just here to post poetry, so here we go!

Love, We're Going Home Now

Love, we're going home now,
Where the vines clamber over the trellis:
Even before you, the summer will arrive,
On its honeysuckle feet, in your bedroom.

Our nomadic kisses wandered over all the world:
Armenia, dollop of disinterred honey:
Ceylon, green dove: and the YangTse with its old
Old patience, dividing the day from the night.

And now, dearest, we return, across the crackling sea
Like two blind birds to their wall,
To their nest in a distant spring:

Because love cannot always fly without resting,
Our lives return to the wall, to the rocks of the sea:
Our kisses head back home where they belong.

- Pablo Neruda

I'm kind of sad today, but bound and determined not to stay that way...

Ah, meme - we meet again!

Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy

South Park mocking Hamlet - what's not to love? My favorite scene ever, buddy!

I have been anxious all weekend and you know what that means! Shop, shop, shop. At least it wasn't eat, eat, eat...

Speaking of which (sorta), I am contemplating canceling my gym membership. I have really let that go lately and I could certainly use the money. It's bad, I agree but you know...

Anyhoo, this is pretty damn sweet! The local anime club has rekindled itself and has been holding gatherings and whatnot, but I have never been able to go. But Utena and Rose of the Versailles and the possibility of Takarazuka?! I am in!!!

We saw As You Like It on Friday night and it was mostly good. The leads were a little green, stepping over each other's lines and stuttering a bit, but Touchstone was awesome and several of the lesser characters did very well. As usual, the company takes some liberties. Last year, The Tempest was set in outer space. This time, the play was set...under the big top!


Aw, my brother just called to see what kind of snacks/food we want when we go visit. That is totally his wife's doing - he would never be that gracious himself. I don't know whether to be touched by the thoughtfulness or alarmed at the Stepford-ization of my bro...

Thanks to all that informed me that today is Talk Like Shakespeare Day. JP and I quoted the little we knew and then JP did a "rap" about Romeo & Juliet. I feel like I must record him doing that sometime...

So, in honor of the day, I give you a sonnet (#140, I believe):

Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press
My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain;
Lest sorrow lend me words, and words express
The manner of my pity-wanting pain.
If I might teach thee wit, better it were,
Though not to love, yet, love to tell me so;
As testy sick men, when their deaths be near,
No news but health from their physicians know;
For, if I should despair, I should grow mad,
And in my madness might speak ill of thee;
Now this ill-wresting world is grown so bad,
Mad slanderers by mad ears believed be.
That I may not be so, nor thou belied,
Bear thine eyes straight, though thy proud heart go wide.

Willie, laying it down like a fool in love. Righteous.

I was warned about this, but for reals, Code Geass? W.T.F.?! Wow. However, I do love rhyming words with Lelouch. Well, just the one word. But it's a source of never ending giggle fits, so...

Things to rejoice over (I know, right?):

1. I rearranged my closet and got rid of lots of crap. Huzzah!
2. I watched a divine four-hour PBS documentary on Shakespeare. Lovely, lovely. [/geek]
3. Saw Ghost Town twice. Go see it - it is awesome. I promise. *hearts*
4. I found my Alanis CD (Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie). !!!
5. Arwen is coming to visit us soon. YAY!!!!!!!

JP and I went to look at toilets today. Sometimes owning a house is not all it's cracked up to be.

This weekend has FLOWN by. I am actually off until Thursday so, go me! We were given today off, I asked for tomorrow off because of my a court date (boo!), and my boss gave me Wednesday off because I am working Saturday. So, um...huzzah?!

On Friday and Saturday night, JP and I went to see Shakespeare in the Park. It was very nice, particularly on Saturday when we were not surrounded by loud children and RUDE, non-stop yapping adults. I mean, seriously! Why bother coming out if you are not even going to pay attention to the performance?! And I noticed that a bunch of people left during intermission that first night.

I just don't get it. If you don't love the Bard and you are just going because you are pretentious, why don't you save yourself the time and gas and just lie about going to see it? Sorry, it just makes me really mad to see people treat something I love with so little respect and with absolutely no regard for those of us who were there because we actually wanted to see Shakespeare in Space (seriously, the setting was in a galaxy far away, with shiny lamé shirts and black, heavily-buckled platform boots).

Anyway, the performance was better Saturday night and I'm so glad JP was game to go again. How cool is their poster?




In other news, I just received my STP and American Idol tickets in the mail. YAY!!! I'm such a dork, you guys but I don't even care! I am not too thrilled about going to STP on my own, but I figure it's gonna be a lot of thirtysomethings like me trying to relive the good ol' days and thus, I have nothing to worry about. Still going to wear my steel toes, though. Just in case. LOL...

All the AI media is making me a little crazy, I think. I get in a hyped-up frenzy over all the interviews, etc. and I think a cooling off phase is going to be necessary if I ever hope to become a functioning member of society again.

LOL!

Also, had to post this because it is just too hilarious: South Park clip with Philip (from Terrence & Philip) doing Shakespeare: look to the queen there, buddy!